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Eight

Catori slung the strap of the shoulder bag over her head and nestled it on her right shoulder. She contemplated whether to take her phone or not but ended up deciding against it. After all, who was there for her to call? Or who would ever decide to try reaching her? 

She went to the mirror to study her appearance. Today, she had chosen to wear the most comfortable of all her clothes. It was a black shirt on a pair of black joggers and black sneakers. She wanted to be able to easily blend in with the shadows. The only thing which was likely to give her away was her flaming red hair. The joggers had as many pockets as there could be. Each pocket contained weapons that would come in handy on the journey. She wore a pair of sneakers to top it off. What bothered her was what to do about her hair. Dyeing it was going to be useless, the dye would still fade soon. Instead, she tied it in a small bun and wore a black beanie over it. 

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